Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 307 Target Hu Family
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A month has passed.

deep in the mountains.

Yan Ri hid to recuperate, while Ye Chen and Zombie Girl worked at sunrise and slept at sunset.

"Come."

Ye Chen held a garland and put it on the zombie girl's head.

behind the two.

A cave is organized in an orderly manner, and it looks like a home from a distance.

Standing on the edge of the cave, you can enjoy the rare evening scenery when you sit down.

The two snuggle together.

same time.

In the rivers and lakes.

"Everyone..."

An old man slapped the table.

Underneath, the densely packed listeners were all looking at him eagerly.

"Listen to the above, Yan Ri, one of the eight great demons, was chased all the way into the deep mountains in the north by Donglai Martial Saint, one of the Eight Patriarchs of Qingcheng. Unexpectedly, the time, place and people are harmonious, and they are not in touch!"

The storyteller's expression was full of bitterness and hatred.

And everyone was terrified when they heard it.

"Donglai Martial Saint, isn't that the one who beat Yan Ri to death with a few punches?"

"That's it."

"Storyteller, you can't make up nonsense."

People were in a hurry immediately.

The storyteller sighed.

"The heavenly demon clan, the remnants of the ancient times, Yan Japan can't kill, let alone Ye Chen, a corpse under his hands, no, he is now the corpse emperor!"

"Donglai Martial Sage first had his blood energy out of his body, and forcibly used his own blood energy to carry his own soul, but even so, he almost wiped out Yan Ri again."

"It's a pity that the Donglai Martial Saint didn't expect the existence of the Corpse Emperor, and his body was blasted by the Corpse Emperor. His body was broken, his soul was wiped out, and the powerful blood energy spread out between the heavens and the earth. This is the end of a generation of Martial Saints."

The storyteller slapped the table.

Underneath, everyone fell silent, and when they looked closely, they all gritted their teeth.

"Damn zombies."

"Hey, what should we do in the world, where is Longhu Mountain?" Many people asked anxiously.

Hearing this, the storyteller slapped the table, and immediately continued: "The five families in the north are so proud that they don't know it. At this time, the five families are still as proud as a mountain, and they didn't expect how serious the situation is.

Before Longhushan could not cooperate with the five northern clans, we could only stand still and pay attention to all the news in the rivers and lakes, as for Qingcheng..."

When the storyteller said this, he straightened his sleeves suddenly.

As soon as this action is made.

Immediately.

"Say, don't do that."

"Hey, storyteller, keep talking, I'll pay for your meals for a year."

Everyone is in a hurry.

The storyteller shook his head: "Everyone, if you want to hear the following, please come back in three days."

Stop talking.

The storyteller got up, and a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old came over to support the storyteller.

For a while, there were complaints everywhere in the teahouse.

And Qingcheng.

For a whole month.

In the majestic mountains.

The fireworks of Qingcheng Mountain soaring into the sky never stop.

Take a closer look at a person who has bowed down from the stone steps to the sky for an unknown amount of time.

On the edge of the mountain, a bonfire has been burning for an unknown amount of time, and thick smoke billows into the sky, seemingly never ending.

Outside the campfire.

A dozen warriors stood by the bonfire, their clothes fluttered by the strong wind, and their resolute faces were covered with anger under the storm.

It's just that it's still suppressed.

along with.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and I looked closely at the sunset in the sky.

"Congratulations to Donglai Martial Saint!!!"

The whole mountain roared in unison.

And the bonfire that had been burning for a month completely turned into sparks all over the sky at this moment, and it didn't know where it flew.

Qi and blood are like fire, like human blood!
Therefore, whenever someone died in Qingcheng, a bonfire was lit, but most of them burned for three days.

But this time, for a whole month.

Everyone in Qingcheng, except for the elders, bowed down for a whole month!

The reason is because the person who died was Donglai Wusheng, one of the Eight Patriarchs!
"call……"

More than a dozen people turned around slowly.

The leader, with a face as hard as a dragon, took a deep breath at this moment, and his whole body was trembling.

It was as if every piece of flesh and blood in his body had been separated, shaking as they rubbed against each other.

And the voice is desolate and powerful, galloping like thunder!
"Corpse Emperor Ye Chen, he must die, and the Heavenly Demon Clan must be eliminated!" A cold voice sounded.

"Let me go!" an old man said lightly.

"The old ancestors are approaching their deadlines, and it is not appropriate to go out. The old ancestors travel to preserve the strength of our Qingcheng Mountain, and we don't need these small ones, but we are not made of mud!"

Hearing this, the others were also filled with righteous indignation.

At this moment.

"Father, let me go." A dull voice came.

Everyone looked for sound.

The person who spoke was a 1.9-meter-tall strong man with long hair and bulging muscles all over his body.

see.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment.

"Chun, you go, I, Qingcheng, will not be born, once born, we must let people know how powerful our Qingcheng is!"

"Yes!"

The strong man bowed deeply, turned around and stepped on the ground, shooting hundreds of meters, and jumped directly from the thousand-meter-high Qingcheng Mountain.

As for Longhu Mountain.

The action is the most direct, just stand still and do what you should do.

the other side.

deep in the mountains.

"Good brother, what are you going to do next?" Ye Chen watched Yan Ri leave the customs, and rushed to meet him.

And Yan Ri took a deep breath.

"Brother, the situation is wrong." Yan Ri sighed.

"I wanted to invade Mount Qingcheng before, but I didn't expect to be discovered by that old guy, damn it!" Yan Ri stomped his foot hard.

Hearing this, Ye Chen thought for a moment.

"Brother, to be honest, it's not practical to build Qingcheng Mountain and Longhu Mountain!" Ye Chen shook his head.

"Ok?"

Yan Ri was stunned, and asked, "What's your opinion?"

"Brother, according to my opinion, Longhushan and Qingcheng are all formed by human strength, while the five northern tribes are so arrogant, the more arrogant they are, the more calculating they are." Ye Chen said.

Ye Chen has learned the arrogance of the people of the five clans.

If you don't say anything, I will beat you.

And if you hit you, you have to admit your mistake, if you don't admit your mistake, you will continue to hit you.

Ye Chen still remembers the last time the fox and the hedgehog had a feud.

"Five clans!" Yan Ri frowned when he heard the sound: "The five clans are connected with each other, and they are all in the same breath. If you pull one to move your whole body, are you sure it's a good choice?"

"Hey, brother, you can't think like that."

Ye Chen pondered for a while and said: "The five clans are indeed connected, but there are still gaps between brothers, let alone the five clans, the simplest thing is that the Liu family and the Hui family have no relationship. Might be good!"

Ye Chen's face was full of determination, but at the same time, his heart was pounding.

Don't lie to yourself about the nine-year education, this snake eats mice!

Hearing this, Yan Ri narrowed his eyes.

"This is true. Although the five clans are united, they are not monolithic. This is based on the fact that there are no foreign enemies. If there are foreign enemies, the five clans must be united."

"Could you be fooling me because you want to go to the Hu family to save people?"

(End of this chapter)